First Pinterest Fail

So, in case you don't know about the Cherry House (why are you reading our blog, then?), we really love Pinterest. If you don't know what that is, well, we'll recommend you go to pinterest.com immediately. And by immediately, I mean after you finish reading this. :) Honestly, we've had a lot of successes - our house wouldn't be as cute as it is nor would our tummies be as happy without said successes. However, I suppose all good things must come to an end. And last week, our Pinterest success streak came to a burnt, smelly end.

We were all chillin' in the kitchen when we, well mostly me, decided that we needed something sweet. Not just any kind of sweet, though. Something chocolatey and gooey and warm and sweet. Where do we turn? Pinterest obviously. This is what we found:

Looks delicious, right? We liked it firstly because that looks like heaven in a bowl. After following the original link, we saw that it only required four ingredients and a crock pot. Done! We followed the instructions and awaited the deliciousness that was sure to come.

Within half the time of what the directions said, we noticed a slight burning smell. We opened the crock pot and discovered this:

 Notice, the middle is super gooey (first picture) and the edges were burnt to a crisp (second picture). Not really what the recipe was going for. We rescued what we could - the gooey stuff, we put in coffee mugs and then garnished with the cooked (but not burnt) portions of our fail.

Correctly cooked part of our fail.

Sad, burnt cookie/brownie disaster.

Sad me, transferring cookie/brownie goop into coffee mugs.

Despite our Pinterest fail, we are still continuing to do Pinterest activities; there's no stopping us. Needless to say, we have had many a success since this debacle, and I'm sure there will be many more to come; however, we'll keep you updated on our fails to give you fair warning that it won't actually work. Although, in retrospect, I think the main problem with this one was that our crock pot was much larger than what the recipe called for. At least, that's what we're chalking it up to.

Jill vs The Blinds

Let me forewarn you that the story of this blog post isn't really all that thrilling; in fact, it's pretty mundane. That being said, you should stick around for the pictures because, like smiling, it's worth it. (Click here if you don't get the reference.)

So far this summer, it's been just me and Sara, but as of Thursday, Jill has joined us, too! We're really excited to have another room mate. Last night, we were all sitting in the kitchen just hanging out and whatnot when we began to discuss the blind situation in our kitchen. You see, we have blinds on the windows and then curtains that were here from previous owners over the blinds. The blinds have always been all the way up and the curtains all the way down. See? Mundane. But wait! Here comes intrigue...the curtains don't work! Ooo. Ex. Cite. Ing.

As the three of us were sitting there, we decided that we should figure out how to fix them. We began working on them, and before too long, we had them fixed. They're still a little janky, but they work considerably better than they did before. We also, in this process, started playing with the blinds. I think we were maybe trying to get them all the way up, or all the way down...one of them.

"Milking" the blinds, as Jill so coined it.

At some point, the blinds weren't really responding like they ought to and then this happened:

Notice that the blinds are at the bottom of the window, not the top.

Oops.

Upon observing the blinds further, it's not just that they fell, but they actually broke in half.

Super human strength but still sad Jill.

Maybe this was one of those stories that you had to witness, but we were all dying of laughter while precariously balancing on chairs, of course. We're hoping our land lord will be nice and supply us with a new set of blinds, but if not, we'll somehow manage to scrounge up the four bucks and buy a new set.

Sneaky Zucchini Day

According to this website, today is National Sneak Some Zucchini on Your Neighbor's Porch Day. That being said, we have already established a Cherry House tradition in which random/obscure holidays are recognized (only if we approve them AND nothing more important is happening that day). For example, if there is someone we know who has a birthday that day, that wins. A roommate moving in? Wins. We do our best to celebrate these holidays, as well. And today, we went all out.

Sara and I with zucchinis ready to be sneaked.

For whatever reason, this was much funnier than we anticipated. I mean, let's face it. Zucchini's are weird vegetables. They look weird, their name is weird...they even have a weird texture (maybe that last one's just me). Then there's the whole idea of sneaking them, at night, onto a friend's porch. Oh yes. We amended the rules slightly for our safety. You see, we live in the ghetto and, although a zucchini on your porch is probably considered a nice gesture in the world in general, I have a feeling that people in this neighborhood might not take as kindly to it. Our first stop? Good friend number one. (We're protecting the innocent, here.) As we pull up to the house, I turned my lights out a few houses early and we quietly got out of the truck and giggled all the way to the porch. After we took a picture of us in the act, we dropped the zucchini and ran. Literally. Well, after taking another picture, of course.

Obligatory duck face, on my part.

Just a zucchini, you know, chillin'.

We sped off, giggling and feeling like we'd really accomplished something borderline illegal. Not that it is, but it kind of felt like it. Our next house was going to be a bit trickier, however. We know the occupants well and know that the front door has a tendency to remain slightly, if not completely, open. Obviously, that could provide some potential issues in the sneaky part of this adventure. Upon arrival, we drove past to see that, although the door was ajar, we would still be likely to complete our mission. Circling around and coming back, the same routine occurred. Turn off lights, quietly get out of car, sneak up to the house, take pictures.

We're proud of our sneakiness.

Welcome, zucchini.

We managed to keep the giggling to a minimum on this one because the door was indeed ajar, and getting caught in the act was simply not an option. We couldn't fail! The last house was also a tricky one because, not only did we know that the occupants were home, but we also knew that one would soon be leaving. We were afraid that we'd be in the middle of capturing our adventure and the front door would open, ruining our otherwise flawless zucchini sneaking record. In true sneaky zucchini style, however, we were completely successful, yet again.

We were apparently super excited about this particular zucchini drop.

Merry 'Sneak Some Zucchini On Your Neighbor's Porch Day'?

I must admit, we were a bit creepy and drove back by the first house to see if our present had been discovered. Alas, it had not, but we're hoping to hear some rumblings in the near future. For now, though, we'll lock this one away as one of our favorite holidays to celebrate and continue to revel in our success of an adventure.